You drew a picture of my morning
 But you couldn't make my day  Hey!
 I'm rockin' and you're yawning
 But you never look my way  Hey!
 I'm lickin down you darlin'
 In every single way  Hey!
 Your funny flow is foreign
 And a green card's on the way!

 (Treach)

 This ain't got shit to do wit shampoo
 But watch your head n shoulders brother older bold enough to fold ya
 Yo I told ya a raid afraid of what I made
 Plus played a funky fit so save ya flips
 Plus tricks for that music plus the monkey bit.

 (Vinnie)

 Triggas from the Grilltown Illtown
 Some ask how it feels
 How the deal is that we're real so we're still around
 Don't lamp wit a freestyle phantom ain't tryin' to be handsome
 Shrinkin' what ya thinkin' cause I'm vampin'

 CHORUS:

 I live and die for Hip Hop
 This is Hip Hop for today
 I give props to Hip Hop so Hip Hop hooray...
 Ho...Hey...Ho

 (Treach)

 You heard a lot about a brother gaining mo' ground
 Being low down I do the showdown wit' any little ho round, no!
 I wanna know who you're believing through you're funny reasons
 Even when I'm sleeping you think I'm cheatin'
 You said I know you're Mr. O.P.P. man yo PP man won't only see me man
 You should've known that I was wit if a bit when I ain't hit it
 And step not to consider the Rep Heck!
 I did your partner cause she's hot as a baker cause I'm Naughty by Nature
 Not cause I hate cha!
 You put your heart in a part of a part that spreads apart
 Even though I forgave ya when you had a spark.

 You try to act like something really big is missing
 Even though my name's graffiti written on your kitten
 I love Black women always and disrespect ain't the way
 Let's start a family today Hip Hop hooray...ho...hey!

 Hip Hop Hip Hip Hop Hip Hip Hop Hooray!
 There's many hungry Hip Hoppers one reason Hip Hop's
 Hip top today swerve what cha heard
 Cause I ain't bailing no hey ain't choppin no crops
 But still grownin ever day!

 (Vinnie)

 Here's a thunder sound from the wonders found
 From the underground town down the hill
 Feel how Illtown drown smiles to frowns
 Snatchin' crowns from clowns beat downs are found
 Don't know me don't come around.

 Tippy tippy (pause)
 Tippy tippy (pause)
 Sometimes creepin' up I eat em up
 Your style is older than Lou Rawls!
 Peace to this one and that one and them
 That way I shout out and I didn't miss one friend
 Fools get foolish neither them or Parker Lewis knew us
 You could have crews wit shoes and can't step to us
 Some kitty purr I call em sir too
 Any trick that diss gets a curfew
 I put my projects for boots step through troops and leave proof
 My problem solvers name is Mook!
 I hittin' woodys in a hoody
 Peace to Jesette, Jobete, Jo-Jo, Genae, and every hood gee!
 That's right my fight is ill
 Peace goes to L.O.N.S. and Quest, Nice & Smooth & Cypress Hill
 I live and die for Hip Hop
 This is Hip Hop of today
 I give props to Hip Hop so Hip Hop hooray...ho...hey...ho!

 Smooth it out now